A long time in prison reinforced his temper, increased
the degree of disagreement about the other
hand, finally, made him the extreme of the extreme,
capable to penalize thinking by tying future orbits.
The favorite psalm or sutra has something like this:
"Hold hands with the Devil, but do not wake up men;
hold hands with the Devil, but don't wake up the viruses."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem